Tonight was the Fall Frolic at the girls’ school. Basically a casual field day with a table full of cider donuts and water.
I got sucked into helping with the Sack Races. When I arrived, friends were manning the spin-around-with-your-forehead-on-a-bat-and-then-run station. No one was interested. I wasn’t either. I’d just eaten Chipotle, and I’m sure excessive spinning would have turned ugly. It was quiet at Sack Races, too. What these kids needed was a challenge.
Fierce Expression + Bicep Flexing = Serious Intimidation
Sure enough, these kids just needed a good opponent. No, that’s not what they needed. They needed a serious butt-kicking.
No mercy for the second graders, baby.
I won several races until a third grade ringer joined in. She beat scores of fifth graders, and me, in repeated races. Frankly, I think that she needs to enroll in the Sack Race Olympic Training Center
A temporary setback.
I ended up hoarse with a sore knee, but my station was waaaay more popular than that spinny one.
When we got home, I asked M, “So, did I completely humiliate you by doing all that Sack Racing.”
“No, it was okay,” she said. “But maybe don’t do it again.”
HollowSquirrel
Excuse me, but we were swamped, at times, at the dizzy bat race field. It was awesome. And good night.
Katie
@HollowSquirrel, Really? During my shift it was tragically quiet. That would have been cute to see them. And I’m glad that no one threw up.
amy
you are so funny! i know P, my sister’s oldest, couldn’t wait to get there last night!!!! looks like a good time! : ) the batting spinning game is my all-time favorite!